It was another sunny morning. After eating the food given to him by the big yellow dog, Zhao Youliang lay down on the rattan chair with the rogue dog to sunbathe the eggs.

And of course, there's that kid Liao Zhiyuan.

While Zhao Youliang was dozing off, he heard Liao Zhiyuan speak.

"Brother Quantum, Li Mao is driving to the county for medical treatment. He shouldn't run into any accidents, right?"

This was precisely the problem Zhao Youliang was worried about, since the "disaster stone" was inside Li Mao's stomach.

"He has the 'safety charm' I gave him and the 'fortune-stabilizing Bagua' you gave him, so he should be fine, right?"

Even if something unexpected happens, it will only be a minor bump or scratch at most.

"Okay, that's good!" Liao Zhiyuan nodded gently upon hearing this, and just as he was about to say something more, his phone suddenly rang.

After answering the phone, he said with a frustrated look, "Brother Quantum, it's a call from above."

"They instructed us that we must go down into the tomb with the archaeological team the day after tomorrow, or we'll be punished."

Zhao Youliang didn't back down after hearing this; instead, he gave a cold snort.

"Go if you want, WHO is afraid of WHO!"

"Even if the higher-ups don't say anything, I still have to go and rescue Granny Mi and Uncle Sun. We can't just let them die like this, being bullied by Yu Hongtu like this!"

Zhao Youliang paused here, thought for a moment, and then continued.

"Xiao Liao, how did Yu Hongtu become a vengeful ghost? He was a good person when he was alive."

"Was it because their deaths were too tragic and unjust?!"

Liao Zhiyuan nodded deeply upon hearing this: "Isn't that exactly right!"

"The better a person is, the more unjustly they die, the more tragically they die, and the more likely they are to become a vengeful ghost."

"As for those bad guys, they deserved to die, so what's the point of them being wronged? They won't become vengeful ghosts unless the ghost messengers forgot to take them to hell."

For some reason, Zhao Youliang instinctively shuddered when he heard Li Mao say that good people had died tragically.

"Holy crap, what happened?"

"Is something bad about to happen to me?"

Out of concern, Zhao Youliang immediately asked Liao Zhiyuan to perform a divination for him.

Liao Zhiyuan was also secretly worried upon hearing this: Even ordinary people have a sixth sense and instinctively know how to seek good fortune and avoid misfortune, let alone a cultivator like Zhao Youliang.

If he feels unwell, there must be a reason.

Out of caution, Liao Zhiyuan did not even cast a divination immediately, but first bathed, changed clothes, and burned incense to fumigate his body.

Unfortunately, despite trying six different algorithms, no major calamity could be predicted for Zhao Youliang.

The divination still indicates that he owes too much karmic debt and must hurry up and pay it off, otherwise he will really be in trouble.

Upon hearing the result, Zhao Youliang cursed, "Holy shit!"

Of course, the person cursing wasn't Liao Zhiyuan, but rather the "loan" that had inexplicably appeared on their person.

Still not reassured, he went to his ancestral hall and bowed deeply to all the ancestral tablets.

"Dear immortals, please take a look at me. Am I about to have bad luck? Why do I suddenly feel so lost and confused?"

Here, I'll share some useless tidbits of feudal superstition:

"The six spirits are without a master" refers to the six spirits that govern a person's heart, lungs, liver, kidneys, spleen, and gallbladder.

Unsettled, restless, and unpredictable.

Among them, the spirit of the heart is called Shouling; the spirit of the lungs is called Xucheng; and the spirit of the liver is called Taiming.

The Kidney Spirit is called Infant Care; the Spleen Spirit is called Soul Rest; the Gallbladder Spirit is called Majestic Illumination.

In addition, each organ not only has a main deity but also a child spirit assisting it, which I will not go into detail about.

Interested readers can refer to "Annotations on the Shangqing Huangting Neijing Jing".

After hearing Zhao Youliang's prayer, the spirits in his shrine naturally did their best to perform divination.

Unfortunately, everyone, including Huang Yu, gained nothing.

As for the tablets of the five great shamanic masters and above, they clearly did not give Zhao Youliang any face and did not react at all.

Only the ancestral tablet of the City Goddess trembled slightly, and a faint sigh came from within.

Unfortunately, the City Goddess's cultivation far surpassed that of the other immortals, so Zhao Youliang and the others didn't sense it at all.

......

On the other side, inside the City God Temple.

The not-so-bright young general was earnestly massaging the City Goddess's shoulders, his big face full of ingratiating expressions.

"Grandma, can you talk to Eighth Uncle and ask him to stop watching me every day?"

"Oh my god, he won't let me do anything, he just wants me to help him hatch worm eggs in Wanlong Mountain."

"Oh my god, my legs are numb from squatting and not a single one has hatched..."

Upon hearing this, the City Goddess laughed and scolded, "Chang family's little eighth son is really something, he actually just asked you to help him incubate the eggs."

"If it were Grandma, I definitely wouldn't dare. I'm afraid you'd poop on it, and then it'd smell awful and I wouldn't be able to keep it, hahaha!"

"Also, the reason why Xiao Ba doesn't let you run around is because he's afraid you'll cause trouble and break the rules set by your Xiao Jiu brother. It's all for your own good, you know?"

The "Little Ninth Brother" mentioned by the City Goddess refers to Mr. Hua Jiunan, whose real name is Hua Jiunan.

The young general blushed deeply after being scolded by the City Goddess and stammered as he spoke.

"Grandma, stop it. I haven't pooped in my pants for over a year."

"The last time I soiled my pants was because I secretly ate the little pills that the boss was making when he wasn't around."

"Oh my god, who knew it was a half-finished product? It gave me diarrhea!"

"That guy's poop stinks terribly, and he's too tough to carry me even when he's with his own family!"

Upon hearing this, the City Goddess smiled so much that all the wrinkles on her face smoothed out, as if she had become decades younger in an instant.

Meanwhile, men, women, and children who were offering incense at the City God Temple also felt as if they were bathed in a spring breeze.

Minor ailments were instantly cured, and even those with serious illnesses felt much more energetic.

Upon seeing this, the worshippers knew it was the City God manifesting his power, and they hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed repeatedly.

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